Judging by the title.... I'm guessing most of you will catch on as to what occurred this morning.
It involved me, a cup of tea, some bags of garbage and a very small creature that is capable of creating a lot of noise and causing me to slightly lose my mind.
Whilst making my morning cuppa, as I do now because I'm totally English I could hear a rustle coming from somewhere in the kitchen. After a closer inspection of the area I discovered that one of the garbage bags was moving quite violently. After realising that there was in face a MOUSE in the kitchen I tore upstairs to Jordan's room, where I barged through her door (it's ok she was awake) and exclaimed that there was a MOUSE in the kitchen and I needed her help. Jordan mouse exterminator extroardinare then followed me down to the kitchen where she proceeded to open the kitchen window and bag by bag lower the rubbish outside. Meanwhile..... I was standing on top of the kitchen bench because let's face it the ground was the last place I wanted to be. Mice can climb and I was not prepared to become some kind of mouse climbing frame any time soon. Upon lifting the second bag, I saw the hole that our unwelcome intruder had entered, in order to feast on our garbage and have a mouse party for one. By this stage you could say my voice had risen slightly and the little creature was well aware of what was happening and was desperately trying to find an exit, but just in time, he was dumped clean through the window and out into the wilderness where he belonged.
After calming down, getting off the kitchen bench, racing back up to my room, tripping up the stairs in my haste, I tied my hair back and got ready to clean the kitchen like it had never been cleaned before.
I was a woman on a mission.
An hour later, and some help from Halle, the entire house has been vacuumed and mopped, all of the rubbish is outside and with a bit of luck mr mouse got the memo and won't be revisiting the premises again.
Phew, what a morning!
This weeks recap.....
Funny moments this week have included....
A six year old telling me that the black stuff above my eyes looks really funny (eyeliner), but the sparkly bits on my cheeks look ok
Another six year old told me that I was one of the most wonderful people in the world (because I held the door open for her) haha
Again, another exclaimed 'I really like you Miss Cragg, I don't know why, I just really do'
I received an email from one of the teachers expressing how well I had done helping to organise the school play and that all my help was greatly appreciated
The principal also gave me a box of chocolate (delicious)
Last night Jordan and I watched Taken and I may or may not have deadlocked the front door before going to sleep...
Monday marks my twelfth week in England, how time flies. It's crazy to think that in just another three months I will be more than halfway through my journey.
It's two weeks until the Easter break.... I hope Easter bunny can find me over here!
Then. Just around the corner my European adventure awaits.
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